Books With Elves Novels & Stories

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

Although nothing was said about how that happened except they had been at loggerheads with vampires, demon spawns. “Do you think all this is true?” I finally asked El, unable to keep up with the book. I dropped it on the table, making a mental note to return all the books to the shelf before leaving. “I think so,” El replied softly, as if she was dreading something, or remembering something. Whichever it was, I had a feeling she wouldn’t be letting me in on the treasure, at least not yet. Feeling bored all of a sudden, but not in the mood to check out any more fantastical books, I got to my feet and decided to look around the library... maybe scout for more books that I could read the next t

A place sacred to the elves, but rumored to hold secrets of other magical creatures as well. Driven by a desperate hope for answers, Chloe pushed open the heavy, vine-covered door. The air inside was cool and thick with the scent of dust and dried herbs. Sunlight filtered through cracks in the crumbling roof, illuminating rows of scrolls and ancient books. Chloe ran her hand along the brittle spines, her heart pounding. This was it. This was where she might find the truth. She started pulling scrolls at random, her fingers trembling as she unrolled them. The first scroll was a collection of ancient elven poems, lamenting the loss of their forests. The second detailed the properties of variou

In the early morning sun, Elaine could still see Andrew's grin as he left her in the shadows of the night. “You idiot,” The knight murmured, fingering the bright gold letters of the book, thinking she should have let him kiss her for what he’d done. Both so frustrating and yet the salvation of her people, “You wonderful idiot.” Elaine took a seat in the wooden chair, her hand opening the age-old book. Eyes scanned the countless names and gifts of fire, ice, and even wind. Some could speak into minds, and those who were so powerful they could bring down kingdoms or even end the 200’s year war.

“You’re going to love my house then.” “Oh yeah? Why?” I twisted toward him again, like I did when he told me the story about Gabriel’s parents and the creation of a single pack. It was so exciting to think that I was going to be a part of this amazing group of wolves. I wanted to know everything. “Elara is a collector of books. We have a sixteen-room house for only the two of us. Thirteen of those sixteen rooms are filled with books. The other three, have books but are not considered “filled”.” He took his hands off the wheel and did air quotes around the word filled.

I'm sorry and I love you both so much. Love, Mom "Did you find the book?" Linda asks after Christina reads the note. I nodded. Christina folds the letter. "What was in it?" "It was a story. In that story, there are mythical creatures but there were no humans in it. Guardians, elves, werewolves, vampires, banshees, and even different realms." "Realms?"

"Don't let go." Oh trust me, I wouldn't let go of this thing even if my hand was chopped off... I nodded at his words and he placed his palm against the rough surface of the root. His palm started to emanate a green hue and the root suddenly started to lift itself up with me sitting on it. I was startled and amazed at the same time, clutching my grasp around the roots so I wouldn't fall. It took a while to reach the actual entrance, but I was immediately amazed by what I saw; the trees first floor was entirely decorated with rows and rows of books while elves searched through the shelves or read the novel at hand. A few pulled their eyes away from their occupation to stare at me with stone c

"That is Mother Jörð kind protection, her way of telling the world that only we elves have a right to the sacred forest as her children." That is right, elves, and it is not as cool as it sounds. The first two years of my new life, I believed I had reincarnated as a normal human in some European orphanage. I was not particularly religious myself, but I knew many people who genuinely believed in reincarnation, so I just assumed they were right and at some point I was going to forget everything about my past life and continue growing up like every other kid.

I raised my hands but indicated I surrender. “Even if… I appear… in front… of you… you won’t… be able to… see me… I am a… spirit after all… but unless… you are an Elf… you could.. see me…” My eyes went wide after hearing it. Holy crap! Seriously!? the Elf!? Arghhh why do I always forget that this is a fantasy novel. Of course! Elves won't be uncommon. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a dragon.

" I ask as we walk back towards the cabin. "You have met the elves and now the lantern man. Then there is the marsh women, the river keepers and sprites. There are also mermaids and mermen". Gudrun answers. "Seriously ?" "Yeah just like there are trolls, fairies and forest elves with the vaetter of the stone and earth". Gudrun says with a laugh. "There are fairies and forest elves too ? So everything from the books is true ?" I ask, wondering how much I really don't know.